From the title you've been warned that I'm a bit miserable. Feel free to click away now.
I went to the doctor yesterday, expecting him to put me in a cast. I knew the foot was a little swollen but was shocked when the bandage and split were removed to reveal I had grown a football on the end of my leg. Because of all the swelling I had also developed a post-op blister that popped as the bandaging was removed. Because of the swelling some of the stitches were very hard (and painful) to remove.
I really have no one to blame but myself, this is after-all my third foot surgery. I know that I need to keep it elevated above my heart and I did - but not nearly enough. I can't sleep in the bed with it propped up on a tower of pillows. I tried reading but lying on my back I can't get my bifocals to focus. And then there is the lure of my computer. It's a great little lap top but over heats when placed on my belly. It is very frustrating to have to ask John to bring me anything I want or me, I'd much rather get up an do it myself.
The cam walker is heavy and uncomfortable but at least I can take it off to wash and tighten the bandage. Since the doctor appointment yesterday I have been in as much or more pain than I was in right after the surgery. I can't figure out why the foot hurts much less when I'm sitting up with it stretched out next to me than when I'm lying down with it up on a stack of pillows. Most of the time when I get up on the crutches I break out in a sweat and often feel nauseous. I slept on the couch last night so it would be properly elevated. At least John was able to sleep better and it did stay elevated all night.
I guess I've used up my sitting up time for this morning. For the next week I'll be watching a lot of movies and reading any large print books I have or can get from Mom.